It just about killed me when Mr. H told me to wait until the following day. I had to know what was in that file. Whatever it was, it was so important that it had to wait until morning. There was no way I could wait that long. So I tried not to think about it and went home. I got no sleep. I tossed and I turned. My mind was somewhere, digging through files until I found that one. It was eating at me, tearing me apart, until eventually I woke up. I was hyperventilating like crazy, and sweating. I thought I was soaking wet. I then came to realize it was only my dog Horace licking my face.
I rolled over to see if I had waken my boyfriend up, but he was still sound asleep. I decide to focus on something else and the next thing I knew, I was waking up the next morning. I couldn't wait to get to work. Yes, work could be exciting, but I didn't ever move this fast to get there. My boyfriend came in and gave me a good morning hug. I gave him a quick hug and a fast peck on the cheek and I was gone. I practically ran through the office to get to my desk. I didn't even stop to say hello as usual.
When I finally reached my desk, it was empty. No file, No papers, nothing. It was like someone had come in and swept my desk clean. I had no idea what to think at first. Maybe I misplaced it. Naw, there was no way in hell I misplaced something this important to me. Then the panic really set in. I jumped when I heard a knock at my door. As I turned around, my boss was standing there. He started talking to me, something about a case I think, but I wasn't paying attention...I had noticed the file in his hand, and that had my full attention at the moment.